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Re: Frot does it for me every time!

now that is my favorite..frottage wrestling nude body on body..we are fighting for top position as our cocks are rubbing and sliding together and our balls are being mashed together as well as we roll together first one thanthe other on top as we press our bodies together

Re: Frot does it for me every time!

I think many people frot, men and women, though the web calls women frotting; tribbing. When I was a kid I would wrestle or horseplay with the guys and would often get hard, most of us did. One time I was at my friend's house and we were wrestling, then he pinned me down, placed his leg between mine and we started humping....talk about erect. We would do this on weekends all the time, we slept over at each others house often. This naturally progressed and we started frotting with only our shorts on, then later naked, skin to skin. Skin to skin was the pinnacle back then.....he'd get on top of me or vice versa and we'd grind until we both had mind blowing orgasms. I loved the feeling of his naked cock and balls against mind....so dirty....so forbidden but so hot. Read the following story I got from the web, tell me what you think.

When I was eighteen, I joined the wrestling team in our school. I loved
the sport, but I mostly wanted to feel other men's bodies as we struggled
together. I knew by then that I was gay, although I never had any real
experience. I wasn't bad-looking at eighteen. I stood six feet tall and
had a good strong body, as I had been training for a few years. Wide
shoulders tapering down to a slim waist. My pecs were rather impressive
since I had worked on them, making them muscular as well as defined with
two very large, chocolate-colored nipples that just begged to be tasted.
A rippled abdomen where some dark hair began at the navel, leading down
to a great forest of hair at my crotch. I had always liked a lot of
crotch hair on a man - it seems to enhance the erect cock so nicely.
I had an average-size dick that stood between six and a half and seven
inches with a thick shaft and a very large mushroom-like head that,
whenever excited, lost no time in gushing out loads of pre-cum. Under
the penis hung two large orgs, also very hairy and holding the precious
liquid that poured out in large quantities whenever I worked on my sex
muscles. I stood on long, strong, and hairy legs that could hold an
opponent quite easily.
On the team, we got to wear those exciting wrestling suits- mine was red
- and show off our baskets, even though we wore jockstraps. Some guys
even packed their pouches with Kleenex to give the impression that there
was a lot there. I never had to do this, but I had to watch myself, as
the friction of body contact often made me leak pre-cum and get a little
excited, and there would be a patch of wet at the front of my suit. The
other guys would just laugh at me and call me "leaky".
As I said before, I loved wrestling. Straining muscles pitched against
each other. Feeling another man's soft basket as I tried to throw him,
feeling a hand on my crotch, the feel of baskets rubbing together as we
tried to get free - these were all exciting to me. Once in a while, I
would feel another guy getting a hard-on. Naturally, my cock would react
to this quickly, and we would both end up with enlarged pouches, but
nothing ever came of this, as it was natural in the wrestling circle.
Nobody ever guessed that feeling a hard cock rubbed against mine would be
more than just friction but also a desire to go further.
Our team was going to another school in another town, for competitions.
We were to be paired off with the receiving team and stay in their homes,
I was to stay with a John and his family. We were to stay a whole week
until the competitions were over. I was looking forward to the trip.
The big day finally came, and our plane landed at the airport. Pretty
woon, we had our baggage and were being introduced to the other team and
the receiving families. I finally met John - what a hunk. Six feet,
very muscular, and s-e-e-x-x-y-y. He had pitch-black hair and blue eyes,
his skin was quite pale, and he had a full, sensuous mouth. He smiled
and put ou a hand, saying: "Hi, Mike, I hope you enjoy your stay.
I'dlike you to meet my mom and Dad." His handshake was firm and strong.
His parents were nice folks, and I soon found out he was an only child.
I had trouble listening to him as I kept staring at his body. He was
dressed in a very old pair of cutoffs which hugged his rugged frame. By
the pouch up front, I could tell he packed a mean organ. His legs were
covered with dark fur. He had on a white tee shirt which also hugged a
very well-defined chest and abdomen. I could see his dark nipples
through the material. I almost drooled at the thought of seeing him in a
wrestling suit, or, even better, completely naked in the shower.
"I see you are the captain of the team. I guess they wanted to test our
team's captains, so they put us together", John said, always smiling.
"No kidding, and do you know who I am to wrestle?" I asked
"Most of the guys you see here and, of course, yours truly."
"I hope you don't mind losing" I said, giving him a friendly shove.
"We'll see about that", he laughed.
His parents pushed us toward the exit and the car. We headed out, and
during the short drive John and I got to know each other and I could tell
we would be good friends.
We arrived at a small cottage. I was shown around the small but
comfortable home. John's room was upstairs. His mother hoped I did not
mind sharing his double bed, as her nephew would be arriving during the
week. Mind... I didn't mind... in fact, my imagination did sommersaults
as I felt a load of pre-cum leak out onto my white jockeys.
We had supper, and afterwards John showed me around. We went to see the
school gym, and I was impressed to see he had the keys so we could visit
the whole place.
"How would you like a little practice match right now?" He said as we
were looking at the gym.
"I didn't bring my suit with me" I replied.
"You don't need it - we'll wrestle in our briefs. I often practice with
some of the guys, and we never bother with the suits."
"Sure" I replied, excited at the idea.
We undressed and stood in our wuite briefs. I tried no to, but I kept
looking him up and down. What a stud he was. We were actually very
similar except for his skin being very pale. His nipples were a dark
shade of pink, but as lard and tempting as mine. Our tits were hard now
as the cool air teased them.
"I see where you get your nickname" he laughed, pointing at a large wet
spot at the front of my briefs.
"Who told you that?" I cried, bulshing deeply.
"Don't worry" he quickly said, as if seeking forgiveness, "I'm the same
... look." And he shoed me an equally large wet spot on his briefs.
I had to smile, as his was infectuous and I was really warming up to this
guy.
"Let's go easy tonight and keep our strength for the matches" he said.
We got into position and went at each other. It was more horsing around
than anything else, but quite rapidly we built up a sweat. He was very
storng and quick, and I knew I would have to use my wits to beat him in a
real match. I tried to throw him, and my hand grabbed for his leg, but
instead got a handful of his crotch. It was warm, large, and wet. I
quickly let go, but lost my balance and we fell to the mat. He was on
top of me, and our sweaty chests came together. Our crotches were mashed
together and I felt my cock respond a little, and, of course, load after
load of pre-cum seeped out.
I managed to break free, and caught his upper body in a hold. Both of us
were grunting and groaning as our muscles strained. His hand went to my
crotch, and he pulled me, sending me onto my side. I knew he felt my
partically erect dick, and I was a little embarrased. Soon, though, I
caught him again and my hand felt his own crotch and his cock had reacted
also. I wanted to keep my hand there, but removed it quickly, as I was
still not quite sure of his reaction.
We struggled a little while longer, our skin shiny and wet with sweat,
and then in one final push and shove, he was on top of me, lock8ing his
legs with mine and grinding his crotch into mine. I was pinned and
exhausted. Both of our dicks were semi-hard and pushed together by the
hold. I thought I would lose all control when John laughed and let go.
"And this was only practicie ... wait till the real match" He stood up
and I got a good look at his pouch, which was wet and enlarged. He gave
me a hand, and I stood in front of him. I saw his eyes flicker to my
groin, and I wasn't sure, but I thought I caught a glimpse of desire.
Then it was gone.
"How about resting in the whirlpool? I have the keys to start it."
"Right on"
We headed for the whirlpool. John turned on the water jets and put up
the heat. He then turned to me and pulled off his briefs. He stood with
his hands on his hips and said: "Come on, let's go."
I was still gazing down at his crotch. In this area, we could have been
twins. His bush was as dense and thick as mine. His dick was partially
erect, and as I pulled my own briefs off. I could feel that sensation
between my legs, and I knew that in a few seconds my cock would throb and
rise.
I quickly jumped into the whirlpool. The water was hot and soothing, and
the jets kept the water churning so that our dicks were hidden from view.
We lay there for a while, talking about different things. My cock was
still half hard, and it took all of my willpower to keep it from jumping
up. I really like John and would not do anything to break this new
friendship.
"Well, it's too bad you guys came all this way only to lose" he said.
"Who says we're going to lose?"
"Come on, mand, do you really think you have a chance after that little
trial run?"
"I was just being polite, and I did'nt want to unleash my full strength.
That's my surprise for the matches"
"Yeah, sure. Listen, I'll give you more proof of strength. Stand up."
I stood, wondering what he was up to. He stood also and came in front of
me about a foot away. I was glad the water jets kept him from seeing my
cock, which was a little bigger than before and dangerously close to
start throbbing its way to full hardness.
"Here's what we do... I'll count to three, and then we give each other a
bear hug until one of us has to give up. Ready? One...two..."
My head was spinning. This stud was about to hold me - I was about to
feel his cock agains mine. I knew I was going to react and was
terrified.
"...three."
At that, he grabbed me by the waist and pulled us together as his arms
went around my back and started crushing me to him. I was trying to
concentrate on strength, but all I could think of was that our crotches
were joined. I felt his cock against mine, warm, semi-hard flesh against
equally semi-hard flesh. I could feel our bushes brush together, and
that's when my cock started to get harder. There was nothing I could do
as it throbbed itself to full length.
We struggled together as we tested our strength, but I was quite
embarrassed as my cock lengthened and rose between John's legs and came
to rest at his crotch, stretching from his balls to the middle of his
ass. And then thant's when I felt something nudge my balls at first,
then plant itself solidly betwen my own legs. It was his throbbing dick,
also very erect. I almost came at that moment, except he gave a sharp
tug and I lost my breath for a second and decided to give my all. So I
squeezed harder, biceps, triceps bulging as I tried to force him to give
up. Of course all this strenuous pulling made our bodies move, and our
cocks would slowly glide between our legs, rubbing along the crevice.
Finally, as he exhaled, he whispered, "I give up", and we broke free. As
we pulled apart, our cocks sprang upwards towards our bellies, and both
heads came out of the water.
"I'm sorry about ... you know". I mumbled
"Hey, don't worry", he replied. "It happens all the time with wrestlers.
I guess we both need our girs around."
I didn't tell him that I had no girfriend and that I was lusting only for
him.
"So, I guess you're not so sure of winning after all." I said.
"Come on, let's get out of here and head home2 was all he said.
We dried off and got dressed. Our didcks had sussided, and I felt a
relief that he did'nt suspect anything. Of course, I remembered we would
be sharing a bed, and I didn't think I would be sleeping much this week.
We watched a movie, then headed for bed. As wwe undressed, I was
surprised to see John take off his briefs and get into bed.
"I hope you don't mind, but it's too hot to wear anything and I'm used to
sleeping in the raw."
"No, I don't mind" I said "I nver wear anything to bed myself" and I
pulled off my briefs and got in at the other side.
John turned off the light and we were in the dark. There was full moon,
and I could make out John next to me. We were lying on our backs. There
wasn't a drop of air coming through the window, and we were soon
sweating. I threw off the sheet, and so did he.
"You know, Mike, I'm really glad you are spending the week here. I like
you a lot and hope we can stay friends afterwards, even if you lose, that
is.
"Huh?" I shuddered, getting red."The feeling is mutual, buddy. I hope
you get to visit me."
"Listen, there is something I want to tell you since we're firends and
all... I dont't like to lie, and I'm afraid I lied to you."
"What are you talking about?"
"I told you I had a girl and I was all hot because of her."
"Yeah, so...?" My heart had started to beat faster.
"Well, I don't have a girl, never had one."
"Oh, I see... Then why did you lie?"
"I didn't want you to find out something."
My cock had begun to rise by then, and in the night I could see that his
was throbbing to attention also.
"What could I possibly find out that would be so bad?" i asked.
"Well.;.. um... that I was turned on by you. The reasin I'm telling you
this is because I think you feel the same way."
I did'nt reply, but my cock came to full attention and already a drop of
precum oozed out and I could see a drop shining on his head. I let out a
moan as his hand took hold of my dick and gently squeezed. I quickly
reached over and too his throbbing tool in my hand... it felt so hot, so
hard, so alive. His thumb spread my pre-cum over the glands, and I did
the same. I wanted to feel everything he was doing to me. I wanted him
to know how good it feld.
I turned on my side, and he turned to face me. We bent and raised one
leg, putting our feet down behind our extended legs. This permitted us
to clearly see our cocks and balls.
We just stared at each other for a while, enjoying the sight of our
bodies. Our hands were still on our cocks, slowly pumping them and
squeezing more and more hot clear liquid onto the glands and shafts. We
brought both heads together as if they were kissing, and the engorged
tools throbbed in delight. I moved in a little closer, and he took our
dicks in his hand, belly to belly, shaft to shaft, glands against glands,
and he started to slowly pump them as they slikd against each other
easily with all the precum lubricating them.
My hand cupped his balls and one of my fingers felt the passageway to his
ass - it was warm and inviting. I managed to get his and my balls into
my hand and played with them. Our breath was coming quickly now, as we
were both so turned on. We would moan as we discovered each new
sensation. Letting go of our balls, my hand went to his chest and
pinched and tickled his nipples, getting them even harder. He let og or
our fucktools and did the same to mine.
"Oooaaah, yeeaaahh" he moaned and hunched forward, rubbing his shaft
against mine.
Our legs crossed and entangled themselves as our cocks lay entwined and
we brought our bodies together. My arms went around him, and he pulled
himself to me, and that's when we first kissed. It was slow and tender
at first, just playing with lips, and then our tongues joined in and
pretty soon were wrestling in our warm mouths.
Our hips had started to rock, and our cocks slowly slipped and slid
against each other as we ground our crotches together. The feelings
going through me were unbelievable. We could'nt get enough of each other
as our hands were all over our backs and squeezed our buns, pulling us
even harder togehter. Our crotch hair mingled and was now quite wet, as
our cocks were drooling a continuous river of precum.
He then rolled on top of me as we continued to kiss, our tongues
searching each corner of our mouths. We kissed our eyes, noses, necks
and returned to our mouths. Our bodies moved as one, and each movement
was a discovery of new ecstasy. I felt our cocks grow even harder as we
approached climax. The spongy gland grew rockhard, and each thrust
brought us closer to the ultimate moment. We were both thrusting rapidly
now, our bodies slick with sweat and our bellies covered in precum. Our
tongues darted to and fron inside our mouths. A few fuck-thrusts later,
and with loud moans and groans, our cocks erupted simultaneously, sending
loads of hot white lava all over our bellies.
Our orgasm seemed to last forever, and as we kept up our rubbing, the
noise of flesh, cum and cocks was sensual. John then raised himself and,
kissing his way down, liked all the cum he found on my belly and pubic
hair. When he was through, I rolled him over and did the same to him.
We then returned into each other's arms and kissed again, this time our
cum mixing with our saliva as we fed on each other's love juices.

Re: Frot does it for me every time!

Originally Posted by gunner72

now that is my favorite..frottage wrestling nude body on body..we are fighting for top position as our cocks are rubbing and sliding together and our balls are being mashed together as well as we roll together first one thanthe other on top as we press our bodies together

Mine too! Cockfighting and wrestling while rubbing dicks is the best. And it looks like more bi and straight guys are into it than gays, I wonder why...